It wasn't easy to hail a taxi in Anrong City, even at night.
Normally, Qin Lang wouldn't mind being beaten to it, but he had just received a call from Tao Ruoxiang. It seemed that the beautiful teacher was drinking to drown her sorrows. She should be in a vulnerable state, which was the best opportunity for Qin Lang. How could he miss such a good opportunity?
Unfortunately, Qin Lang had just gotten off the taxi and was about to get in the car with his phone in his pocket when he was robbed. How could he let that happen? So, the moment the other party closed the door, Qin Lang reached out and pulled the door open. He said to the people in the car, "Excuse me, I'm the one who flagged down this taxi."
"But we got in before you! So, you can only blame yourself for being slow and crippled! "An arrogant voice came from inside." Driver, drive! "
"Young man, forget it. Wait for the next one." The taxi driver was a middle-aged man. He saw that the two men and one woman in the car were all hooligans, and Qin Lang was probably a student. If he fought with these hooligans head-on, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.
"Did you hear that! Let go of your hand, or it will really be crippled! "The woman in the taxi did not want to be outdone and shouted at Qin Lang arrogantly.
"It seems that there's really no way to reason with people these days." Qin Lang said to himself. He then directly reached in and pulled out the pair of hooligans sitting in the back seat like they were chickens. Then, he threw them next to the trash can on the side of the road.
The hooligan sitting in the passenger seat saw that Qin Lang was an idiot, so he didn't say anything and took the initiative to get out of the car.
The driver pressed the meter and started the car. Qin Lang asked, "Master, where to?"
"Heh, I'm not a master. Go to the night beer street in the south of the city." Qin Lang said.
"Okay." The taxi driver responded. Maybe his gossipy spirit was activated. He actually asked another question, "Brother, where did you train your Kung Fu?"
"I've been to Mount Song, Wudang, and finally graduated from New Oriental." Qin Lang smiled.
The taxi driver knew that Qin Lang was joking. He laughed and said, "Young man, I don't mean anything else. I just saw that your Kung Fu is pretty good. You can actually lift people up with one hand and throw them far away. I admire you! However, I'll say something that you don't like to hear. Although China's Kung Fu is still pretty awesome, people like you who know Kung Fu always like to hide it. As a result, China's Kung Fu has declined in the world. Sometimes, we're even beaten to a pulp by other countries' fighters. "
"This is your understanding of China's martial arts?"
Since there was still a long way to go before they reached their destination, Qin Lang didn't mind chatting with the driver. "If your son's kindergarten or elementary school held a sports meet, even if adults weren't restricted from participating, would you be willing to race against a group of children and win the race?"
"Of course not."
"It's the same for martial artists." Qin Lang said, "For a real martial arts master, performing on a stage or boxing ring is like racing against a group of children. Even if they win, it's meaningless. Moreover, do you think that winning or losing on a stage or boxing ring really represents the level of a country's martial arts? Have you ever thought that what controls the outcome of the boxing ring now is not the level of the martial arts of the two sides, but the banker and the casino behind the boxing ring. Your patriotism is a factor that they take advantage of. "
"F * ck! Listening to what you said, it's really like this! It's just like the current stinky football. We people who watch the game shout ourselves hoarse, but in the end, it's all f * cking fake football and gambling! "The middle-aged driver was indignant.
"That's right. Therefore, a master generally won't show off in front of others. Those who like to show off are not masters. " Qin Lang said, "And a real master will only fight for the real honor of the nation, not to make money for those profiteers who control the boxing ring."
"Hey, I can't tell that you have such a deep understanding at such a young age." The middle-aged driver said with admiration, "So, you are also a real master?"
"Not really."
"Why?"
"If I were a real master, I wouldn't need to take your taxi."
"Haha! ~"
"…"
Qin Lang chatted happily with the taxi driver, but when he saw Tao Ruoxiang, this woman's face was full of sadness. However, the worst-case scenario that Qin Lang had encountered did not appear, so when he saw Tao Ruoxiang, he actually laughed heartlessly.
Tao Ruoxiang saw Qin Lang sitting next to her laughing, and her heart was inexplicably angry, "I say, Qin Lang, you should change your name."
"What name?"
"You should be called 'Qin Beast'!" Tao Ruoxiang said, "Don't you see Aunt Tao's gloomy face now? How can you still laugh? Building your own happiness on other people's pain, isn't this the behavior of a beast?"
"Uh … building my own happiness on other people's pain, this kind of beast behavior, I definitely won't do; but if it's another kind of beast behavior, I'm willing to do it."
As Qin Lang spoke, he poured himself a glass of iced beer, "If I want to do beast behavior, I must do the kind of beast that makes me happy and others happy."
Tao Ruoxiang hesitated for a moment, and spat out a word, "Shameless!"
"Aunt Tao, don't be angry. Actually, the reason why I laughed just now was not because I liked to see you worry, but because I was secretly glad that the scene I was worried about didn't happen. "As he spoke, it seemed that Qin Lang threw another bone to the Fire Fox. Although Xu Yibei and Lo Bin regarded this Fire Fox as a precious pet, Qin Lang did not care so much. It was just a "fox dog", so he would raise it like a dog.
Tao Ruoxiang had something on her mind, so she did not have the leisure to care about Qin Lang's pet. She asked, "What kind of scene didn't happen to you?"
"It's when you're drunk and talking nonsense." Qin Lang took a sip of beer, picked up a pork rib, and started eating.
This was a beer street by the river, and business was very good during the summer nights. In fact, people did not have to worry about eavesdropping in a place like this, because it was really too noisy.
"You like to see me drunk and talking nonsense?" Tao Ruoxiang rolled her eyes at Qin Lang.
"On the contrary, because if you become like that, it means that you've encountered a love affair, and your feelings are hurt. You'll become an alcoholic, disgruntled woman, and I'll unfortunately become a spare tire for you to confide in."
"Ha …" Hearing this, Tao Ruoxiang could not help but laugh, "What you said is not wrong. Many women will only get drunk and talk nonsense when they have a love affair, and that's when the role of a spare tire will come into play. Spare tire, heh, aren't you very confident? Are you worried that you'll be a spare tire? "
"There's no other way, Aunt Tao, you're so beautiful, there should be a lot of people willing to be a spare tire. Actually, being a spare tire is nothing, there's something more painful than being a spare tire. "
"There's something more painful than a spare tire?"
"Of course."
"What is it?"
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